The Heroine Forced Me To Fall In Love with Money

Since that day, the weather has turned a lot cooler.

Jiang Zhinan's body is particularly afraid of cold, so he usually spends his time indoors recently and rarely goes out of the house.

Jiang Zhinan asked her once, but Aning only said that he was going to exercise, and he didn't mention the rest.

This child is probably hiding something from himself, Jiang Zhinan can feel it.

But she couldn't find any chance to ask for a while, and after a long time, she would let Aning go.

Until that day.

It was in the evening, Jiang Zhinan was tired from reading a book while sitting at the table, so he fell asleep unconsciously.

In the haze, she seemed to hear An Ning standing up beside her, as if she put a coat over her and went out the door, her footsteps were very soft, she didn't know what to do.

Jiang Zhinan wanted to raise his eyes to look, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't raise his head in the end.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was getting darker, the lights were on outside, and the candles on the table were half burned.

When the night wind blew the lantern outside the door a few times, An Ning finally took advantage of the night to re-enter the room, even with a very pleasant scent on her body.

It smells like osmanthus.

"Miss." She smiled and returned to Jiang Zhinan to sit down again, with the flickering candlelight in her eyes, "Wake up, go to bed for a while, but don't suffer Wind and cold."

"Hmm..." Jiang Zhinan murmured, although she didn't wake up at the moment, she still listened to her completely.

You've been out for so long before you come back to take care of me.

Jiang Zhinan was angry in his heart.

Are you afraid of me being caught by a cold or something beautiful.

"Wake up, miss." Seeing that she didn't want to get up at all, Aning smiled, with an undetectable spoil in her tone, "I got it for you. Eat, how can you taste it if you don't get up?"

After speaking, before Jiang Zhinan could respond, she put the small basket she brought back on the table, and then took out a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

The fragrance diffused at this moment, making Jiang Zhinan slowly open his eyes.

What appeared in front of me was a plate of very delicate pastries, all of which were small and delicate, soft and sweet.

"Where did it come from?" Jiang Zhinan asked softly, smelling the aroma of the pastry and couldn't help but be moved.

"Try it first." Aning didn't answer her question, but the happiness in her eyes seemed to aggravate a bit.

Jiang Zhinan responded, and under her gaze, she picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and took a bite. She found that this little thing was really delicious. Soft, even after swallowing it, it still leaves a sweet smell on the lips and teeth.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhinan nodded and said sincerely that it was delicious.

"As long as you like it, Miss." After hearing her affirmative answer, Anning was instantly relieved.

Miss really liked it this time, so she didn't lie to her again.

It means that her efforts during this period have not been in vain, so she will work harder in the future and make more delicious things for the lady to eat.

"Here you are." An Ning stared at Jiang Zhinan with a smile after eating the cake, and then handed over a handkerchief.

Jiang Zhinan wiped his mouth and looked at her, still very curious about who made this cake.

"Guess what." But An Ning not only did not answer her question, but also asked a new question.

"Wang Po?" Jiang Zhinan followed her words to guess.

"No." Aning shook his head.

"That's Aunt Song?" Jiang Zhinan thought for a while, and then asked.

Aning still denies.

Jiang Zhinan paused for a while, a little confused, so he guessed all the names of all the cooks in the kitchen, and in the end, he could not guess the reason, and even watched helplessly The person in front of him darkened.

"You didn't think about it..." Aning sighed, and then gently leaned forward, slowly shortening the distance between himself and Jiang Zhinan.

"Maybe this pastry was made by An Ning?" she said, her voice sounding pitiful, as if she was complaining about Jiang Zhinan's wrong answer.

What An Ning did really shocked Jiang Zhinan to the spot.

"44..." She paused, and hurriedly asked the system in her heart, asking if she had given Aning some kind of cheating finger.

"No, you think too much." The system said, "If I have benefits, I will give you first."

"When did Aning's craftsmanship become so good?" Jiang Zhinan still didn't believe it.

"Practice." The system smiled, "In order to make you happy, this child doesn't know how much effort he has put in on weekdays."

Jiang Zhinan really thinks about it, no wonder he can't see Aning's shadow recently, so he went to learn how to do it.

"An Ning not only learned about this." Before she could speak, An Ning seemed to have seen through her mental activities, and then added, "I can also make buns. Dumplings, I can fry the dishes that the lady likes and make the soup that the lady likes to drink."

"As long as the lady likes it, I am learning."

With full emotion.

"Thank you." She said softly, her eyes very gentle, "But you should also pay attention to rest."

"Yeah." Aning nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

The two chatted for a while by candlelight, eating cakes, and the time was almost over, and it was time to rest.

Tomorrow is the lantern festival that Yang Zimo said, Jiang Zhinan wanted to take Aning to see it early in the morning, so today she ordered her to go back to rest.

An Ning agreed and did not stay here any longer, but picked up the basket on the table again and planned to leave.

The wind blew the blue cloth covering the basket, completely exposing the contents to Jiang Zhinan.

Jiang Zhinan found that there was a plate of cakes inside.

It shouldn't be for Aning to keep for himself. After all, the pastry is so delicate and beautiful, it takes a lot of work to look at it. If you make it for yourself, you don't need to care about it. trivia.

"Who is the rest for?" So in the end Jiang Zhinan still asked his own question.

"Giving it to a friend." An Ning smiled, looking like never before.

This is the first time Jiang Zhinan heard the word friend from her mouth.

…

After Aning left Jiang Zhinan's residence, he was not in a hurry to go back to rest.

She looked around, and when she saw that there was no one around, she set foot on a path.

There are a lot of flowers, plants and bamboos around that road. Usually, few people pass by, but now An Ning has stepped on a road.

At the end of the road... someone is waiting for her.

"Young Master." An Ning came to stand in front of him, and whispered a respectful title.

"Didn't I say that we don't have to use all these etiquettes when we get along in private?" The man said and sighed softly.

The moonlight gradually escaped from the dark clouds and shed a bright light.

Then also illuminated the man's face, that man was Jiang Yu'an's second brother, Jiang Chengxuan, the second young master of the Jiang residence.

Aning raised her lips slightly and said softly: "Aning is a little girl, how can you ignore the elders and the younger."

Before Jiang Chengxuan could say anything, she took off the basket on her arm and put it in Jiang Chengxuan's hand.

"No hurry." Jiang Chengxuan responded, took the basket and put it on the stone table aside, "Tell me, what do you want to learn today?"

"It's the same as yesterday." Aning said, and it is no longer polite to say this, "I want to continue to practice chess."

" Yesterday's chessboard, Aning has yet to understand." She said.

"Okay." Seeing her request, Jiang Chengxuan nodded, and then brought her into the room.

The two sat opposite each other, both speechless, only the crisp sound of the falling chess pieces lingered in their ears.

After all, on that day, Aning asked all the questions.

For example, why is Jiang Chengxuan willing to teach himself to learn so much, what is the meaning and purpose?

"It's just fun." That's what Jiang Chengxuan just replied to her at that time.

Maybe it's just for fun.

A Ning can't see everything completely right now.

But through his eyes, Aning could see that what this man said was not a lie.

Indeed, it's very interesting, isn't it, a maid not only knows how to practice swords, but even wants to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Even... I even thought about Miss.

It's really fun.

The author has something to say:Aning's schedule is probably like this hhhh

Wake up at five or six in the morning, wash your face, brush your teeth and exercise, go to Jiang Zhinan to study at around nine o'clock, finish at eleven o'clock, and then walk to the kitchen to learn how to cook.

Sleep for a while after eating at noon, continue to study with Jiang Zhinan at three o'clock in the afternoon, wait for dinner at five or six o'clock, practice calligraphy, chat with Jiang Zhinan, wait for Jiang Zhinan to fall asleep and then slip away Go to Jiang Chengxuan to study, and then go back to practice swordsmanship after eleven o'clock in the evening.

Overall, a very hardworking kid hhhh